Eight hundred and fortieth chapters God's will is so
The atmosphere suddenly became silent. Although the mastermind behind the scenes had been killed, Mad Dog Dragon felt a trace of heaviness from Yi Jian Feixue's silent demeanor. +≈
He couldn't imagine what happened here just now, and he couldn't imagine it.
He could only walk slowly over to Yijian Feixue: "I owe you again!"
"It doesn't have much to do with you this time!" Yi Jian Feixue bent down and picked up the Dragon Soaring Ancient Sword. She put the sword into her bag without even looking at it.
Mad Dog Dragon looked down at the dragon coins and scrolls on the ground, his expression became thoughtful: "I understand, you still didn't succeed."
"Oh?" Yi Jian Feixue turned to look at him.
Mad Dog Long said: "You didn't get what you wanted."
Yijian Feixue's pupils suddenly began to shrink. Yes, the money burst out, the scroll burst out, and even the ancient sword burst out, but what about the token?
Mad Dog Dragon smiled: "Maybe he was lucky and the token didn't explode."
"No, it will definitely explode!" Yi Jian Feixue categorically objected, "As long as he wears this token, it will definitely explode if he dies."
She didn't explain the specific reason, but Mad Dog Dragon's face also became ugly.
The fact that the Dragon Head Token didn't explode proves that Zhui Feng didn't carry it with him at all. With Zhui Feng's cleverness and cunning, he must have hidden it in advance, or possibly handed it over to someone else for safekeeping. Furthermore, Zhui Feng is implementing this
Before the conspiracy plan, he undoubtedly paved a way out for himself.
Even though others are dead, one sword blow may not guarantee victory.
This chasing the wind is really amazing.
Yijian Feixue lowered his head and sighed: "Take this scroll!"
"Thank you!" Mad Dog Dragon hooked the toe of his boots, and the scroll was in his hand. He looked at the glittering golden scroll and couldn't help but sigh. "Don't underestimate this thing. Nearly 200,000 people have already hung up on it."
"After so much effort, it finally belongs to us in the new century!" Gu Xiaoyue breathed a long sigh of relief, and she also felt a sense of relief.
But at this moment, Mad Dog Dragon suddenly slowly turned his head and looked at her, as if he saw a gecko falling into a spider web: "Really?"
Gu Xiaoyue was stunned.
Mad Dog Dragon said expressionlessly: "Now that it's in my hands, why is there no sound in the system?"
Gu Xiaoyue was completely stunned. She suddenly felt a little chill on her back.
Since Mad Dog Dragon is a core member of the New Century, once the guild scroll is in his hands, the system will immediately send a prompt to all members of the warring parties to announce the outcome of the war.
But now, the legendary system has become mute.
Gu Xiaoyue immediately lowered her head to look at the guild list. Then she raised her head in horror and said one by one: "When did you quit the guild?"
"Just now!" Mad Dog Dragon didn't want to lie.
Gu Xiaoyue knew something was wrong and quickly asked: "Why did you do this?"
Mad Dog Dragon sighed: "I'm sorry. Our cooperation has not really ended until now."
Gu Xiaoyue stared at him for a long time, then suddenly said: "So your real purpose is to deal with us in the new century?"
"Actually not!" Mad Dog Dragon sighed again, "I remember I asked you before, the problem lies in the detailed information in the file that Mr. Zheng gave you when he retired, and the specific content on it."
Gu Xiaoyue became more vigilant: "People from your New Power Group?"
Mad Dog Dragon sneered: "Do you think people from New Power Group can deal with New Century?"
Gu Xiaoyue said: "I understand. What you really have to deal with is the New Power Group. Only when our New Century cannot provide support to that group can you take action in reality."
Mad Dog Dragon turned his head and looked into the depths of the sea and sky: "I have told you before, I am doing it for justice, to give justice to those who have died."
Gu Xiaoyue took a deep breath: "What do you need from me before you are willing to give me the scroll?"
Mad Dog Dragon turned to look at her again and said seriously: "If it were Dashuai Zhang or Lu Wenda here, there would be no room for this matter, but you are different, just because you are Gu Xiaoyue."
This time it was the turn of Yijian Feixue next to him who couldn't understand, but Gu Xiaoyue could definitely understand.
Because they still have a wonderful emotional connection with each other, and it is precisely because of this feeling that there is still room for change. If it were another member of the New Age, Mad Dog Dragon would never make conditions.
Gu Xiaoyue looked directly at him: "If I can do it, I will definitely do it. You know, the new century is not my only effort."
"Okay!" Mad Dog Dragon said sternly, "I want you to promise me in front of me and Yijian Feixue that from now on, we will cut off any form of contact with New Power after the new century."
Gu Xiaoyue took another deep breath, and this time she was silent for a long time before saying: "Sorry, this is the only thing I can't do!"
"I know!" Mad Dog Dragon nodded: "I know you will answer this way, otherwise I would have made this request long ago on the day you became the president of the New Century Conference, and I would not have waited until today to speak..."
He raised the scroll again and said to himself: "Actually, do you think this thing is useful to me? It is worthless to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand back, and the scroll was thrown into the sea.
"You!" Gu Xiaoyue was so shocked at this moment that she rushed forward without thinking, jumped out of the side of the ship, and fell into the sea with a "plop". She wanted to fish out the scroll at all costs.
Mad Dog Dragon stood coldly and did not make any move to stop Gu Xiaoyue.
Yijian Feixue turned around and said, "Do you think she can be fished out?"
Mad Dog Long said: "Then it depends on God's will. If God wants her to get it, then from the time I left the Eastern Dynasty to now, all my efforts have been in vain. If God doesn't let her get it, then it proves that I am on the right path.
Yeah."
There was a smile in the corner of Yijian Feixue's eyes: "Do you also believe in God's will?"
Mad Dog Dragon sighed: "I didn't want to believe it at first, but gradually I had to believe it."
Yijian Feixue said: "You could have walked away with the scroll, or killed her directly. I believe your strength is definitely not inferior to hers."
Mad Dog Dragon remained silent. He lowered his head and turned the word on his wrist: "I may have given her a chance by doing this, but at least... I no longer owe her anything."
Yijian Feixue looked at him and couldn't help but smile: "It's only now that I can find that familiar feeling again."
Mad Dog Dragon asked curiously: "What does it feel like?"
Yijian Feixue said: "This is the cucumber under Ai Wuxin of the Eastern Dynasty, not the husband of Gu Xiaoyue, the president of the New Century Conference!"
Mad Dog Dragon also smiled, and his smile was indescribably warm: "I just wanted to do this, and I have been away from the Eastern Dynasty for too long. I don't know why, but I feel very strange at the moment. I really want to drink!"
Yijian Feixue smiled and said: "I understand, everyone wants to drink two drinks when they are done. When Zhui Feng gets on the boat, the first thing he does is drink..."
Her voice suddenly stopped, because her body leaned to one side and she almost fell.
"Are you okay?" Mad Dog Dragon quickly helped her.
Yi Jian Feixue stood up straight again, and his chest began to rise and fall again: "You don't know how terrifying Zhui Feng is. Just to deal with him, all my attributes are permanently declining."
Mad Dog Dragon said in shock: "So scary?"
Yijian Feixue nodded with a stern expression: "To be honest with you, it would be very difficult for me to deal with Gu Xiaoyue now, so it's time for you to return my favor."
Mad Dog Dragon smiled and said, "Just do as you command!"
"Am I that old?" Yijian Feixue gave him a white look, "I want you to accompany me to the Loulan Empire."
Mad Dog Dragon was a little surprised and said: "Why are you going to the Loulan Empire?"
Yijian Feixue closed his eyes: "I'm afraid I have to recuperate in Tianqing Group for half a year. This time I am really injured more seriously than any other time."
Mad Dog Dragon understood. Hu Weiwei is now at the headquarters of the Eastern Dynasty accompanying Lin Yin to heal his injuries. Now Yi Jian Feixue's injury is even more serious. If he doesn't say hello, no one will sell his account on a sunny day. It seems that it is time to return to the Loulan Empire.
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There was a roar in the sky for a long time, and a carrier plane flew in from a distance. It had a palace-shaped logo on the fuselage and the words printed next to it: "Oriental Dynasty? No.1goddess!"
Goddess No. 1 had already thrown down the rope ladder, Mad Dog and Dragon climbed up the ladder, and the plane immediately turned around and flew away in triumph towards the sunny depths of the sea and sky.
After a long, long time, the scorching sun began to tilt towards the west, there was a crash on the sea, and Gu Xiaoyue flew up and jumped onto the side of the ship.
There was someone on the front deck, but it wasn't Mad Dog Dragon or Yi Jian Feixue. Instead, Old Man Meng, who had been frightened all afternoon, was looking around furtively. It was dark on the deck before, but he didn't know what happened.
thing.
When he found that it was Gu Xiaoyue who was all wet walking down the side of the ship, he immediately showed a flattering smile: "Haha, it turns out that it's President Gu who is visiting our ship. It's such an honor..."
He didn't even notice that Gu Xiaoyue's face was ashen. This expression was enough to show that Gu Xiaoyue had been struggling in the sea for most of the day with only one result, and that was to get water from the bamboo basket in vain.
She didn't catch anything, but water plants, seaweed and other things were covered all over her body.
Gu Xiaoyue also looked around: "Let me ask you, where are they?"
Old Man Meng smiled and said, "You mean President Gu?"
Gu Xiaoyue said with endless anger in her eyes: "A piece of hard cucumber and a sword of flying snow."
Old Man Meng hesitated and said: "Mr. Gu is not yours, President Gu..."
Gu Xiaoyue turned around and said sternly: "Let me ask you where they went?"
Old Man Meng said: "A helicopter came earlier and... picked them both up."
"Okay, very good!" Gu Xiaoyue murmured, and then slashed Old Meng's neck with a backhand knife. Old Meng fell to the ground immediately. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
